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Post by Ashlyn Christianson on May 12, 2009 13:03:27 GMT -5
Ashlyn took her key card out and unlocked her door. She pushed it open, closing her eyes immediately, and felt the wall for the lightswitch. Once she found it, she flicked the lights in her suite on, and opened her eyes. She couldn't stand being in her suite alone with the lights off. Her secret? She slept with a nightlight. She wasn't really ashamed of it though. She'd had people over for the night and they all knew. Entering her room, she kicked the door shut behind her, set her grocery bag on the table, and went into her bathroom. Flicking the lights on in there, she inspected the room. As usual, her toothbrush was laying in the sink. She picked it up and set it back in the holder, where she put it before she left. Why she stayed in this hotel, Ashlyn never understood. It freaked her out so much, but there was something about it that she liked, something that kept her there.
She turned the light back off in the bathroom and went back to her bag. She removed the contents inside and set them on her table. A two-liter of soda, box of popcorn, and assorted gummy candies. She'd rented a bunch of movies earlier, and they were sitting on her entertainment center. As she went to her cupboard to get out some cups, she heard a knock at her door. She jumped from surprise, then went over and peaked through the hole. Sighing with relief, she opened it. "You scared the shit out of me." |
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Post by Hunter Fields on May 12, 2009 18:11:57 GMT -5
Hunter grabbed his bag of peach rings and two liter of root beer and got out of his car. He was at the entrance to the Hollywood Tower Hotel, and handing his keys to the valet, he made his way to the door. The doorman smiled and bowed, and Hunter smiled a small smile back, but he knew the doorman wouldn't care. It's his job to do that. It's not like he really cares about me, he thought, stepping into the lobby.
Immediately, all heads turned to look at him, and all of the teeny boppers in the room who recognized him from the show went crazy. He smiled and waved, but hurried to the elevator, wishing the doors would shut faster. They did, and Hunter pressed the button to the eleventh floor, where Ashlyn lived.
It was a slow ride and the elevator shuddered a bit, but Hunter didn't really expect much differently. It was an old hotel, and things were bound to break sometimes. However, they didn't break on his trip as the elevator slowed and the doors opened, revealing a long hallway lined with doors. He made his way to room 1134, and knocked.
Ashlyn opened the door with a sigh of relief. "You scared the shit out of me."
Hunter laughed. "You're scared of everything in this hotel. I don't know why you live here," he said. He held up his bag of goodies. "I brought peach rings and root beer. Anybody eats or drinks them, I'll kill 'em," he said, smirking. |
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Post by Cameron Patrick on May 12, 2009 21:40:14 GMT -5
A night out. That's what Cameron was looking forward too, a night out. And a reason why she couldn't join her family for dinner. She didn't need to sit though another meal at the Ivy sitting there, nodding, and asking the same questions, while being photographed. Or another night at her old house, listening to the same old conversations. Instead tonight, she was busy. She was going over to Ashlyn's, along with some of the other cast member's for a relaxing movie night. After throwing a random bag of chips, a bag of swedish berries, and a 2L of sprite into a larger bag, Cameron picked up her purse and keys, and took off the the Hollywood Tower Hotel.
Just thinking of the hotel itself made Cameron think of the movie, and all the disney fandom around it. And not to mention the ghosts that supposedly go along with the place as well. Pulling up to the infamous hotel, Cameron got out to only pass the keys to her car to the vallet, with a smile on her face. What a job they had. Driving random cars, which they could never afford, into parking spots all day. It must be horrible.
Quickly, and quietly, Cameron tried to make her way though the lobby unnoticed. It didn't last very long before the teens caught on that another star was walking among them, but her savior now was the elevator. The stupid elevator. Elevators we're spooky enough as they were, with their shaky-ness, but one in a "ghost-infested" hotel was even creepier.
As the bell rang, and the doors open, Cameron was joyful. Stepping out on the eleventh floor, she continued on her way to room 1134. But, instead of seeing a closed door, Cameron saw Hunter standing right in the door frame, talking to whom she assumed to be Ashlyn. "Hey guys!" She said, jumping her last step, and landing behind Hunter, as her bag thudded against her body.
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Post by Ashlyn Christianson on May 12, 2009 22:10:01 GMT -5
Ashlyn scoffed. "I'm not scared of everything. I'm terrified of it. And if you must know, I live here because I cannot afford a house on The Hills, thank you very much." Just then, an all-too-perky Cameron jumped from behind Hunter, which caused Ashlyn to jump. "Not cool. Get in here before the doors start slamming!" she said, ushering them inside and shutting the door behind them. She wasn't the only one on the floor, but the eleventh floor was always pretty quiet. At night, she'd often hear doors slamming down the hall. She'd try to block it out by turning her television up higher.
"Oh! Check this out!" She pushed the bathroom door open, turned the light on, and pointed to her toothbrush, which was sitting perfectly where she set it when she got home. "When I checked here a few minutes ago, it was sitting in the sink. I distinctly remember setting it there when I left to go to the store." she explained, eyes wide when she nodded. "It happens all the time, and I know it's not housekeeping." |
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Post by Hunter Fields on May 12, 2009 23:02:41 GMT -5
Hunter rolled his eyes. "My parents bought that house, not me. And it's tiny compared to the other houses in the Hills. And besides, with the popularity of the show and the amount of money we're making, you could buy one yourself," he said, defending himself and trying to make her feel better at the same time.He was about to enter her room/house when Cameron came up from behind them, scaring Ashlyn more. As she pulled them into the room and shut the door (which he assumed she probably triple locked), he laughed.
"Oh! Check this out!" Ashlyn said, leading them to the bathroom, Hunter's eyes grew wide. What does she want to show us in there? he wondered, hoping it wasn't girly clothes or makeup. He'd definitely wait in the living room if that's what it was. Instead, it was a toothbrush, and Ash seemed to be freaking out over it. He listened to her story, and tried not too laugh.
"Ok. I think someone's watched too many scary movies," he said, walking away from the bathroom and toward the living room. "Let's just watch some movies. My vote is for comedy. And not a stupid chick flick, either," he added, already opening up his bag of peach rings and shoving one in his mouth. |
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Post by Ashlyn Christianson on May 12, 2009 23:20:23 GMT -5
Ashlyn clicked her tongue. "I live alone. It'd be the perfect waste of space." She turned the light back off in her bathroom, but not before giving the room a quick once-over, as she so often did. "I can stick this place out until I meet Zac Efron and he begs me to marry him." She opened the box of popcorn and stuck one of the bags in the microwave. "And for the record, I don't watch horror movies alone. I save them for when you two come over." She went over and plopped down on her couch while she waited for the popcorn to cook. "I can't even watch our show without freaking myself out. Last night, I saw a preview for next week's episode, and my bed started shaking." She reached her hand up and stole one of Hunter's peach rings. "Movies are on the entertainment center. Take your pick." she said, at the same time the microwave dinged. She got up and turned it back on, as the bag hadn't expanded yet. "See? Now either that's ghosts, or I need a new microwave." |
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Post by Aicee Clark on May 13, 2009 0:37:28 GMT -5
Aicee was so bored that day. There's no shoot, which she enjoyed the most, so instead of staying at her place all night she decided to crash Ashlyn's place. Her crib's very often with friends either it's a small party, get together or just a simple movie night. She locked her door wearing a sleeveless shirt topped by her red jacket and a khaki shorts, Aicee ascend from her floor to Ashlyn's. As she entered the elevator she was starstruck with James Marsden's presence. She tried to act normal and ease though deep inside she wanted to ask for a picture which is somehow inappropriate for an actress like her. His scent was even more tempting as it filled the entire elevator. She wasn't sure if he's been aware how enjoying it has been for her. As she stepped out of the elevator, Aicee tried not to look back and just continued walking.
As the elevator closed, Aice ran fast into Ashlyn's place and didn't even bother ringing the door bell, instead, burst with excitement as she opened the door. "Guess who's with me in the elevator? James Marsden!" She said as she greeted the two girls, Ash and Cam, with a peck on the cheek and hugged Hunter. "Don't you dare say, you're going to puke." she warned him, thinking he might give the usual guy reaction towards a swooning girl.
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Post by Cameron Patrick on May 15, 2009 20:12:56 GMT -5
When Cameron had popped behind Hunter, she hadn't been thinking of Ashlyn, and how easily she was spooked. "Oh crap. Sorry," She said, as she was ushered inside by Ashlyn, only to be shoved into the direction of the bathroom. The bathroom, really now? What was so exciting in there? Cameron listened as Ashlyn went on about her toothbrush, and how it had mysteriously moved. Really? What is she had forgotten where she had put it,. "I second that though," Cameron spoke, as Hunter began to walked out the the room. Cameron soon followed suit, not all could have fun in that bathroom for so long.
Cameron was looking through the pile of moves, as Hunter and Ashlyn continued on with what she assumed to be a conversation that they had started, about homes, before she had arrived. Looking aimlessly at movie title after movie title, when the microwave dinged. "I don't think that's ghosts who aren't popping your popcorn, Ash." Cameron said, turning around, with a random case in hand. As she went to turn back, the door burst open, with Aciee running in.
"Guess who's with me in the elevator? James Marsden!"
"No way?!" Cameron said, dropping the movie from her hand, as Aciee rushed to say hello to the three of them, "Maybe I should get a room here to do some guy scoping." Cameron joked. As beautiful as this hotel was, as as much as she tried to deny Ashlyn, there was things in it, things that weren't normal.
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Post by Hunter Fields on May 20, 2009 22:36:58 GMT -5
Hunter rolled his eyes as Aicee came running into the room, drooling over James Marsden. Hearing that, all the other girls got excited. "I won't say it, but that can't stop me from thinking it," he said, hugging Aicee back before sitting down on the couch and grabbing the remote, letting the girls babble on about Zac Efron, James Marsden, and who knows who else.
"Yeah, well, I might be getting a movie roll with Michelle Trachtenberg, so there," he said, telling the news about his upcoming audition. But it's not like they're going to care, he quickly thought to himself. He grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it in his mouth.
"Awe gon wach e moie?" he asked them, his mouth full. He chewed and swallowed before talking again. "I mean, I came to critique other people's acting skills and if we don't get a move on, the more is going to be unsaid," Hunter explained, hoping the girls would calm down. |
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Post by Ashlyn Christianson on May 20, 2009 23:07:27 GMT -5
Ashlyn laughed. "Okay, okay, I have to hand it to you, Hunter. Michelle's hot." She plopped down on the couch, eating a piece of popcorn. Something popping into her mind, she turned to Hunter. "Wait a second. Truth, or dare?" she asked randomly. She knew the game was for teens but it never stopped entertaining her. And it didn't matter if he picked dare or not, because she'd dare him to tell her the truth. Ashlyn was feeling mischievous this evening, and the events of the night were probably just going to add to her mood.
She looked at Aicee for a moment, nodding to her to pick a movie, then turned her attention back to Hunter. On her face was an expectant look, and she knew that as soon as she got an answer that the other girls in the room would not only laugh, but want his reply to it as well. |
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Post by Hunter Fields on May 21, 2009 0:18:32 GMT -5
Hunter was about to swat Ashlyn's hand away from the bowl of popcorn (he was hungry, afterall) when she suddenly turned to look at him. He got scared for a second. There must be something on my face. They're gonna tell me they hate me. I'm getting fired from the show, he thought at lightning speed, fearing the worst.
However, Ash surprised him . "Truth or dare?" [/b] Hunter furrowed his eyebrows. Wasn't that a child's game. And nearing 20 years old, Hunter wasn't a child anymore. Oh well, might as well make her happy, he thought. "Um, dare," he said, picking what he always chose when he was a kid. And they were all girls in the room, so he didn't think he'd have to do something too hard.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by Ashlyn Christianson on May 21, 2009 0:26:21 GMT -5
Ashlyn laughed at the look of shock on Hunter's face. "You look like a dear caught in headlights!" It took a moment for her giggles to subside, but when they did, she was able to speak again. Hunter picked dare, so she'd have to word this very carefully, so he'd tell her the answer. Well, he'd have to tell anyway, since he was being dared to. "Okay," she started. "I dare you... to tell us out of the girls we mutually know, who you'd sleep with, no strings attached." She smiled at him, a triumphant look of innocence on her face.
"And no arguing, you have to tell. You've been dared to tell," she added quickly, covering all her bases. She glanced out of the corners of her eyes at the other girls for their reaction. |
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Post by Aicee Clark on May 21, 2009 2:22:29 GMT -5
Aicee just shrugged over Hunter's comment. It was more than pleasant to see Hunter's reaction that way than to see him drooling over some hunky, chunky guy. "Yes Cam! James! and he do smell good!" she said turning back to Cameron. Then Ash was saying about truth or dare. "Are we playing?" She asked her she went over Ashlyn's DVD collection. She has seen few of those, mostly comedy or romantic comedy. "Let's see Accepted again. I wish we do a movie like this. It looks fun." Then she listened with Ashlyn's dare.
"Nice one Ash! Go on Hunter! We're all listening. Promise I won't laugh." She winked. Aicee enjoyed looking at Hunter's nervous face.
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Post by Hunter Fields on May 21, 2009 9:53:53 GMT -5
Hunter listened to Ash dare him to tell the other girls in the room who he'd sleep with, and his brow furrowed. "Why do you want to know that?" he asked, not arguing, just asking a question. It wasn't one he expected to be asked, and of course it threw him off guard, but it also made him wonder. Do they know something I don't? Does one of them like me? he asked himself, before shooting that question down. Of course not. Who'd like me?
But before the girls could see him stalling or shooting himself down in his head, he answered. "Well, all of you, I guess," he said. And it was true. They were all the the most beautiful and famous actresses at the time, and they were all pretty nice. He shrugged. "I don't know if that's what you were looking for," he said, grabbing another handful of popcorn and shoving it in his mouth. He chewed and swallowed. "But it's true," he said, feeling the need to justify his answer. |
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Post by Cameron Patrick on May 21, 2009 18:13:15 GMT -5
Cameron was over, talking to Aciee about James Marsden, when Hunter brought up a possible movie role. "Hunter, that's so awesome!" She said, turning back towards to living room and started to make her way over, as Hunter mumbled about watching a movie, while having a facefull of food.
Standing in front of the couch, Ashlyn asked Hunter truth or dare, one of the most random, childish questions that could possibly arise tonight, then again, she was a few years older than the others in the room. Watching as Aciee turned back to pick out a movie, Cameron kept her ears open, listening to the other two babble on about their dare of 'who would you sleep with, no stings attached'.
Turning back from the pile of movies, Cameron watched Hunter and Ashlyn, waiting his reply. Of course he would reply with all of them, but there a was tone of truth in his voice that made her believe him... But still, what was with the random game of truth or dare, wasn't it movie night? Cameron did really have much to say, or it was more like she didn't know what to say, 'thanks for saying you'd sleep with me with no strings attached'? Really, all she was wondering was why this game was even brought up. "Thanks, Hunter..." She said, wondering if that was a proper way to react to that, "But Ash, why the impromptu game of truth or dare?"
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